"This is your delicious herbal tea. Is it a lot of sugar?"

Dong Lingling, who was underestimated, looked at the large bottle of bright yellow liquid on the table with a pretty face and was about to get back to the place immediately.

"No sugar was added, honey was added, it was delicious."

Li Ergou, who was responsible for holding the wild bee's nest, was stinged several times, looked proud.

"Honey? OK, I'll drink a glass of honey water and see how it tastes good."

When Dong Lingling heard the honey, she wanted to laugh.

It’s just a bottle of herbal tea that has been boiled with dead grass, or something else, and added honey.

It’s just for quenching your thirst on the road. How delicious can it be?

Although Dong Lingling's tea is not the new tea in Linglong Lake, it is also the Mingqian tea on the riverside of the upper reaches of the town last year.

Only furry children who know nothing like to drink sweets.

Only truly mature men know the beauty of drinking a little bitter at first, and then savoring the sweet and salivating tea.

Dong Lingling opened the large glass bottle without hesitation and poured a full piece of paper cup.

"Don't be so full."

Du Yi felt so painful when he saw it: "The smell is very strong!"

A slightly bitter and mellow smell suddenly filled the private room.

"It's interesting, I've added wild mint? - At least the taste can scare people!"

Dong Lingling's eyes lit up slightly, she was a little dissatisfied. She picked up the paper cup and looked at Du Yi with a look of reluctance: "It tastes so good? A cup of honey water, you are still as stingy back then."

Raise your glass and raise your head and drink it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, the Changdian River, which was as clear as ice and snow, exploded in Dong Lingling's mouth.

It's like the spring tide hitting the shore, like thin ice melting.

The taste buds that stimulated her mouth were trembling wildly uncontrollably.

"Zhou Qian, don't let her fall."

Du Yi was so bored last night, and his butt hurt because he was thrown.

He didn't want to see Dong Lingling look ugly and fell down.

You should know that Dong Lingling, who is wearing a high-slit cheongsam, doesn’t know if she is wearing leggings inside.

Even if you wear it, it will be indecent.

He quickly reminded Zhou Qian, who was still watching the fun, and helped her to help her.

"oh."

Zhou Qian, who looked curious and watched the fun, saw the boss's solidified posture of raising his neck and raising his glass to invite the bright moon.

It's funny and incredible.

Hearing Du Yi’s reminder, he quickly stood up and walked to Dong Lingling’s side.

He pulled her arm with one hand: "Sister Dong, you--scared!"

Under this pull, it is like pulling the critical lake water.

Dong Lingling, who was stiff all over, suddenly became soft like dried noodles soaked in water.

He was hugged by the faded Zhou Qian.

After a while, Dong Lingling, who was sitting on the chair, woke up, looked at Du Yi with a full body and then at the big bottle of herbal tea.

He said with convincing conscience: "Yizi, it's really awesome!"

"I'll have a drink!"

When Jiang Daier heard this, she couldn't bear it anymore and immediately stood up eagerly and lifted up the large glass bottle on the table.

Motion to Zhou Qian: "Two!"

"Come on, cheers!"

Jiang Daier held up the paper cup and touched Zhou Qian's cup heavily.

A small splash of water splashed onto the table.

"Drink slowly, sit down and drink in small sips!"

Du Yi quickly kindly reminded him.

"Hehe, that's so boring. Let me rush too and see how hard I can!

Jiang Daier was full of curiosity and excited, and raised her glass and drank with confidence.

Only Zhou Qian nodded at Du Yi obediently, and sniffed deeply with a paper cup.

"Ah snee~"

I couldn't help but tilt my head and sneeze heavily towards Du Yi's position.

Because Zhou Qian was standing and Du Yi was sitting.

Some thin clear snot was sprayed out and it floated down to Du Yi's face.

Feeling his lips cold, Du Yi was stunned and couldn't help it. He stuck out his tongue and licked the little clear snot splashing on his lips.

Salty.

Even the beauty is not sweet.

"Yi—"

Seeing this scene, the paper cup in Zhou Qian almost fell off her hands, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

He quickly turned back to his little face and drank it all in one go.

Two women solidified.

"Damn~"

Du Yi had no choice but to stand up and hug Zhou Qian with his right hand first. When he saw Jiang Daier, he was about to hang down, so he had to hug her slender waist with his left hand.

"Puchi~, Yizi, I can't tell, I'm very ambitious?"

Seeing this funny scene, Dong Lingling, who had recovered a little, looked at Du Yixiao with a cunning face.

"Sister Dong, can you serve the food~?"

A handsome guy who came in was surprised to look at a fat man who was about 200 pounds, hugging two beauties who were not as heavy as him, and was stunned.

"Go up."

Dong Lingling looked at him lightly, "Don't talk too much."

The handsome guy left the private room and looked at the mirror in the corridor. He was 1.8 meters tall, thin and refined, and his face was clear.

"Pooh!"

He spat heavily: "The good cabbage is robbed by the pig!"

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"Mr. Yi, your herbal tea is amazing!"

Only in this moment, Jiang Daier, who had been exhausted for most of the day, felt her fatigue swept away and her whole body was filled with warm strength.

His eyes shining at Du Yi: "What secret recipe is you? Needless to say it, is it exclusive to ancestors? I understand! Are you interested in making a fortune together?"

"There are a few raw materials that are difficult to find and are not produced by energy."

Just kidding, Du Yi only plans to keep this kind of thing that can cause physical changes to people who are close to him to drink all year round.

Slowly improve physical fitness.

But I don’t have the heart to serve the rich people outside the mountain.

"Then you get half a bottle of me, I'll take it back to Jiangcheng and drink it slowly."

Jiang Daier opened her mouth wide.

Facing the stewed glutinous fish with powdered skin on the table, the old hen stewed with bamboo fungus, the fried spring bamboo shoots with bacon,—

No one takes a look.

"Yizi, this table of hard dishes today is a welcome gift to you."

The shrewd Dong Lingling immediately confirmed two points from Jiang Daier's words.

Jiang Daier is not Du Yi’s girlfriend.

They should have seen the girl off.

"No, no, Sister Dong, don't be polite, just keep Chao Gao's slaughter."

Free is often the most expensive. Du Yi, who has been beaten for so many years, has long learned to behave like this.
To be continued...